A while back, I read a post by The Artidote on something to do with motivation and discipline. It stated that motivation is overrated. Crucial, but not reliable. Regardless of how motivated you are to do something, it is most likely that you’ll need an an extra dose of grit to pull through. 

Several days later, we had our annual Cross country, or “Marathon” competition in school. A competition in which I can firmly confirm is not only a matter of endurance, but also resilience…and above all, discipline. Prior to the competition I made it a mission to get back to fitness, because, well, the long holidays did things to me. Or I simply just didn’t do things to the holiday. (NevermindπŸ€”). Either way, I was really unfit. Nearly every weekday had in itself a reserve to a prolonged jogging session, and trust you me, it wasn’t easy. (Though I started enjoying it by the day.)

There were days when I felt like I had better, more urgent things to do, sometimes after those very long days, the notifying sound of my alarm clock got me to my nerves….but the thought of the end result was so alive that I didn’t even need jogging company (which would usually be a necessity). 

So here we have consistency plus discipline. Probably the only things that will get you through the rain, the pain and more than just the gain. Gain that always comes through in multiples. Not only having a physical effect, but also psychological and personal as well. It’s more or less a life investment.

It gets even deeper; discipline propels you to do the things you ought to do even when you don’t feel like doing them. The strong sense of duty and self respect enables the mind to be ruler of the flesh. Where no matter how you are feeling at the present time, knowing what needs to be done, and actually doing it, takes a higher precedence. It makes you to build a close circle of people working towards the same respect of attaining discipline above all odds, from the most “insignificant” of deeds, which then prepare you for greater tasks. People who push through the struggle and conflict (procrastination and her cousins) because the vision of a glorious end result seems worth it.

At the end of the day, being disciplined has got to be a conscious, personal decision, of relentless effort and strong ambition to achieve just that, even unto perfection.

And just a passing note, my performance in the cross country competitions over the past years has been improving every year, and I’m honestly quite proud of myself. This year, covered about 7km in 38 minutes and some seconds, at position three. Three years down the line, I was 11th, for an even shorter distance. So, yay!πŸ˜„